Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Well, I know you all have been on pins and needles and such to see if and when my husband will arrive. As is the army way, we have spent lots of time hurrying up and waiting. Last week I got a call from him that he was leaving about a week early to meet up with a group that had been stranded somewhere in Asia. Woo Hoo! (To clarify: I am excited that he would be leaving early, not that the others were stranded.) Then a few days later to say that they had met up with the other group and it appears as though there are no scheduled flights out for a while. (Good thing they rushed over, huh?) So, now we are left with a bunch of non-answers. Then we heard they would be delpayed and wait for the next group to arrive. Maybe Thursday, maybe Monday. Maybe, maybe, maybe.

But, don't you worry, we wives are all over it. If there is any information to be had, we will sniff it out. It is almost comical how many times a day my phone rings asking if I have any new information. And each call ends with "if you hear anything else, let me know". I have reached the point where I just laugh and we take turns reminding each other that they will indeed, be home soon. Even if we don't know how soon that will be.

The beauty of it all is that he is safe and sound and out of a war zone. I never realized what a toll this played in my sub-conscious until the first time I said it aloud and teared up.

So, while I wait, I take much comfort in knowing that my husband is safe and is on his way home to me...no matter how long it may take.